[ Featuring The Sloths ]
I used to be so happy, but now I'm just so tired
I'd fall asleep forever if staying up wasn't required
And it gets harder every day just to get out of bed
Cause I've nobody else to share this constant dread
That I will lose my mother and my father and my brothers
It gets harder every day to carry on
I can't get into Harvard, and I can't get into Yale
My social life is overwhelming but my private life is stale
And it gets harder every day to say a single word
Cause all the time it feels like I am never heard
And I for one can't stand the thought to be alone to be forgot
But does it give me strength to simply carry on,
And will I ever feel the same as how I did only ten years ago,
Because I crave the comfort that I had when I was eight years old,
And I sometimes pray to God that I won't wilt away and rot
Cause if I will then why should I still carry on
How can I
Find some time
How can I
Find some time
But if that's what lie proposes
Then who has time to smell the roses
But I'm aware that I'll just have to carry on
